This weekend has been one of the most productive I've had in quite some time. Thanks to the MFA Draft Fiction group on Facebook, I've been able to get some really useful critiques on my work, which has pushed me to get my submission piece in shape. In some respects, it makes things difficult that … Continue reading Application update: October 2nd
Every year, when September 11th comes around, like everyone else, I just don't have the words. I'm not American, I didn't know anyone who was there, but like everyone else, the loss is still felt. Last year, I was finally able to visit the memorial and the museum. From getting out of the subway in … Continue reading Fifteen years on
This week I've been reading: TransAtlantic - Colum McCann Zoli - Colum McCann The Chemistry of Tears - Peter Carey And my personal favourite, Illywhacker - Peter Carey I've also been hitting the library an incessant amount, but more on that later.
The last couple of days have been interesting, in that I've had to reevaluate some matters. I have a fantastic, gorgeous old friend, H, living on the West Coast, in San Diego, who is British and has actually been studying post-grad at San Diego State. Now, normally I would be obscenely jealous, however this girl … Continue reading Final university choices!
I now have a tiny little studio apartment which I'm obsessed with. It doesn't have an oven, or a bathtub, but it has a door that only I (and my landlady) have a key to, lot of light and high ceilings, and most importantly - no housemates. I'm sure there will be a time in … Continue reading Why my television sleeps under my bed:
11.50, April 20th. That was the slot I was allocated. Just ten minutes to tell a complete stranger about my baby and to hopefully not make a complete idiot out of myself. It was organised by my university, from which I graduated 2 years prior. I'm going to be vague in this instance in regards … Continue reading The Pitch
My mind was blown by this arrival in the mail on Tuesday. I won't make a habit of using my blog for humble brags, but I'm thankful everyday for L, and the degree to which he believes in me, in my writing, in my worth. I'm so happy to be with someone who endeavours to … Continue reading Shoutout to my love.